I have the same problem but with different species mice, chipmunks and
birds(!) wanting to use the big nesting box--aka my garage. I feel like
it's "Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom" in there. Some mornings I open
the door and a Robin flys out, the chippie skadoodles and lord knows
what else follows.
The eviction notice is served with a long handled hoe or rake banged
around so that it makes that clunky "kaching" noise, as I chase them to
the hinterlands. Works like a charm. I'm training this year's newest
crop of chipmunks now. ;-) And just in case you are wondering, I would
never, ever strike them with the garden tool. I just want to make it
*well* understood this isn't a "happy place".
On May 30, 2004, at 3:20 PM, Susan <somnamblst@...> wrote:
> To be on the safe side
> maybe you can get a squirt gun and teach the grey cat
> that there is something about your territory that is
> most unpleasant.